Tom shook his head.
“Then say we walk through Linden Court. There—there’s an old stable there that might be just what we’d want in case we—in case we decided to do it!”
“Oh, shucks!” said Tom disparagingly. “That thing’s all falling to pieces. If we should decide to do it I know the very place!”
“You do?” asked the other eagerly. “Where?”
“The old car-barn on Oak Street.”
“By Jiminy! Let’s go and see it!”
CHAPTER XXII
THE BOYS TAKE A PARTNER
The boys got back to Tom’s house still full of the new venture, and Mr. Benton, just up from his Sunday afternoon nap, was taken into their confidence. When Tom had finished telling about it, “What do you think, sir?” he asked.
Mr. Benton considered a minute. “It sounds all right, son,” he answered at last. “It all comes to this. If you need more money to enlarge your business you’ve got to pay for it. Brennan will want a third of the business, as I understand it. Now the question is whether that’s paying too much for the sum of seven hundred dollars.”